The leading man squatted down and patted the young man's face with his thick palm. Then he slowly said, "I can forget about the car theft, but the money owed me is not a misunderstanding, is it?

You said that if you didn't have any money, I'd lend you the money. The time is up, but I haven't seen any of your money. If everyone is like you, I can't open this casino any more? "

Liu Gang was playing with the dagger in his hand, sliding on the young man's face from time to time. The young man shivered, his trousers were wet, and a bad smell of urine came from him, as if he was scared out of control.

"Liu... Brother Liu, I will return the money I owe you as soon as possible. Please... Please give me more time." Said the young man, trembling.

Liu Gang heard that Yan man shook his head helplessly and said: "brother, it's not that I don't give you time, it's just that I work for people.

If you owe me money, it doesn't matter if I don't want it. But as I said just now, I'm also a worker. You must know the rules of the road. "

Liu Gang said in a slow voice, but when the young man heard this, he seemed to see the most terrible thing in the world. His eyes were already staring, and the old man kept crying for mercy: "brother, I'm wrong. Please give me another chance and give me a few more days. I'll pay back all the money I owe you! brother! Please

The young man was crying. Liu Gang was not moved at all. With a wave of his hand, the five young people were immediately picked up by the thugs and dragged to the opposite lane.

Originally, Han Fei was not prepared to mix in with this mess, but after seeing the shivering yellow hair, Han Fei couldn't help thinking of Aunt Zhang.

A woman has been widowed for more than ten years, and she has brought up her son through all kinds of hardships. Apart from the economic inequality, she and Wang Rong belong to the same kind of people. Although the son is not a tool, he is her only son after all, following a group of gangsters in the streets all day.

If something happens to the son, I don't know if the poor woman can withstand the blow. A bottle of pesticide or leaked gas may be the end of the tragedy of the family.

Han Fei doesn't have to think much to know that the Yellow haired boy is with the wrong boss, but his boss is just a bad little gangster, and he owes others a lot of gambling debts. It's just that he's hit by the creditors, and they will suffer with him.

Although those people won't bring about any human lives, I'm afraid they can't avoid breaking hands and feet.

"Well, it's better to be simple." Han Fei said to himself, after lighting a cigarette, he went directly into the roadway.

In the tunnel, several young people lie on the ground in disorder. The head of the young man's face is swollen like a panda. His mouth is full of blood flowing out from the corner of his mouth. He looks miserable.

As for Aunt Zhang's son, although he was also beaten, the injury was not too serious. At least in Han Fei's opinion, there was no lack of arms and legs or fracture, but it was just skin injury that couldn't be on the table.

"You kids, I don't owe anyone money! It's light to beat you this time. If you don't pay back in three days, if you lose an arm or a leg, don't blame brother! "

When Liu Gang finished, he kicked up again. The young man suddenly curled up into a prawn, and even the little brother on one side was shocked.

If we can't get timely treatment, I'm afraid this guy will be useless?

Although these boys usually do everything except good things, cheat and abduct, they are young people after all. It's hard to avoid being confused and taking a detour.

If you have to pay a lifelong price for a moment's confusion, this kind of punishment is a bit too serious.

The young man was too painful to cry. Looking at his depressed chest, he didn't know how many ribs had been broken. But even so, Liu Gang didn't mean to be restrained. Now he raised his right foot to the young man and would kick it again.

See here, Han Fei can no longer ignore, the current quick shot, is also a kick out.

Liu Gang had some accidents. There was no one in the lane just now. How could such a person suddenly appear in front of him?

Liu GANGYE didn't think much about it. In his opinion, maybe this man was just here when they just came in. He just looked at their work and hid behind an abandoned carton.

As for why he didn't hide at this time, Liu Gang was not interested to know. He just wanted to stand out for these people with his own skills.

When he thought about it, a sneer appeared on Liu Gang's face. After several years of hard Qigong practice, even the log with thick arm would be kicked out several cracks. He even anticipated the scene of the other party's leg bone fracture.

Liu Gang increased the strength of his legs, but at the moment of contact between his legs, Liu Gang's face suddenly turned pale, and then a burst of pain came from his leg. Where is this kick on a person? It's obviously that he kicked on the pole!

Before Liu Gang calls out, Han Fei directly kicks Liu Gang's chest and kicks Liu Gang far away.

Seeing that the boss was beaten, Liu Gang's men rushed to Han Fei. Han Fei showed a sneer at the corner of his mouth, just like a tiger in the sheep pen. He kicked the thugs out after three times five divided by two. In a short period of ten seconds, the thugs fell to the ground and howled miserably.

From the beginning to the end, Han Fei didn't move his hands. The whole movement was elegant and natural. Although those people were crying for their parents, Han Fei didn't give a hard hand, which was quite proper.

But then again, in Han Fei's view, as long as it's not a broken leg or hand, it's not a serious injury.

Han Fei takes a look at the young people who fall on the ground. Aunt Zhang's son is among them. Han Fei shakes his head slightly and walks slowly to Liu Gang with a cigarette in his mouth. He squats down and says, "brother Liu, don't you know what else you have to teach me now?"

Looking at Han Fei's harmless appearance, Liu Gang's heart jerked. Although he was younger than 20 years old, Liu Gang had already judged that he was definitely a practitioner, and he was also a highly skilled one, which was not the same as his own half baked three legged cat.

Liu Gang knew that he was kicking to the iron plate this time. Now he forced himself to bear the pain and squeezed out a smiling face and said, "brother, it's all a misunderstanding. It's my little brother who has eyes and doesn't know what to do. So you take us as a fart and let us go?"

Liu Gang says to make a wink to one of his subordinates. The latter immediately reaches out to his arms knowing each other. Han Fei is not afraid of the other's tricks. Even if he takes out a gun from his arms, Han Fei is confident that he will wring his hand before he shoots.

Han Fei just subconsciously looked at the man, and the little brother took his hand out of his arms. His hand was really a thick pile of grandfather Mao!

"This elder brother, all the previous things are misunderstandings. Please take this cigarette money." Liu Gang sent the money to Han Fei, with a smile on his face. Like them, what scene have you never seen?

The most important thing that can get to his level is not that he dares to fight and kill, but that his eyes are fierce enough to see who can be offended and who can't.

When you meet those who can't be provoked, you still have to pretend to be grandson honestly. Obviously, Han Fei belongs to the latter who can't be provoked by him.

Looking at the thick pile of grandfather Mao in front of him, it's roughly estimated that it will be thirty or twenty thousand. Han Fei is not short of money, but he doesn't think he has too much money. He is very generous. Seeing Han Fei accept the money, Liu Gang is relieved.

"Brother, it's my brother's fault this time. Have you exposed the matter this time?" Liu Gang asked tentatively.

Han Fei pondered for a while, then turned his eyes to the young people lying on the ground and said, "how much do they owe you?"

Liu Gang hesitated for a moment, looking at Han Fei's more and more fierce eyes, Liu Gang could not help shivering and said, "three... Three hundred thousand."

"Three hundred thousand! How much is it Han Fei exclaimed.

Those who have something to do with usury can fry three yuan into 30000 yuan every minute. It is estimated that there is a lot of moisture in the so-called 300000 yuan.

"Big brother, in fact, we only owe him 50000 yuan, but it's very profitable. I don't know how he rolled out 300000 yuan." Those young people are not stupid, see someone to help them out, immediately shouting.

Han Fei can't help wrinkling when he hears the words. If Liu Gang says it himself, it's nothing. But before Liu Gang says it himself, those people shout first. Isn't it obvious that they want Liu Gang to be embarrassed?

In front of him, Liu Gang may not do anything, but he is not related to them. How can he cover them unconditionally all his life? Maybe they just left with their front feet, and they didn't know which river they were going to feed the fish.

Don't you dare to come out without a brain? Han Fei can't imagine how they lived to this day.

Throw a look at Liu Gang, Liu Gang immediately show embarrassed color, Han Fei see also can only sigh, although they did not say anything, but on these humble expression, the two people have a lot of disguised communication.

It's impossible for Liu Gang to get rid of the debt directly. Although he is scared by himself, Han Fei thinks his face is not so valuable.

Moreover, if he and these little gangsters are not related to each other, if he helps them to carry things down, he will have enough to eat and hold on to injustice, and he will not be Lei Feng to this extent.

Moreover, when the dog is anxious, he will jump over the wall. Han Fei knows a little about the rules of the road and is afraid of being beaten by himself. It's normal for him to charge a little tea money to expose the matter. As long as the money is collected, no one will find any trouble in the future.

But if he insists on getting rid of the debt for those little gangsters, Han Fei is not great enough to put himself in a passive situation for irrelevant people.